-where my heart screams, my silence echoes and my words rhyme-

Aaj ki taza khabar . . .

I woke up late today, like a nawab, so unlike me. But that’s fair, coz i slept late. Dad was at home. So the whole time i thought it’s a sunday. Unless i got a text message from my friend asking about my preparation for tomorrow’s exam. O yes, i have an exam tomorrow. A practical exam. If you are aware of the pain of being an F.Sc student.. The exam in which you have to learn the whole book, having no idea as to whats gonna come. The one in which the examiner assigned from the Education board visits your institution, and your teachers serve him/her with all the possibly available fruits and beverages and samosas and kachoris and parathas and what not, as a bribe for not asking the poor innocent students something that they haven’t studied the whole year. Yes, that exam. =| And as usual, i am not even prepared. How cool is that. =p

Oh by the way i wasn’t laughing about it. I was laughing about something else. One of the aunties from our locality sent her grandson to me so that i could tutor him! 😀

And trust me! HE IS SUCH A CHATTERBOX! He is hardly five or six (how old would a kid of grade one be?) But dammmnn, he speaks more than i do! And he has this cute specs, which are PINK!!

A boy with pink glasses + his mouth shut = CUTE! 😀

and just for breaking the ice, i started a little conversation with him. I asked him about his school, and i have NO idea what made me ask this little kid..

I doubt if he really is a kid.. 😀 It seems as if he is a 70 year old man who was bitten by some radioactive spider 😉 or someone cursed by a wicked witch, and probably thats what him look so small. ‘Coz when he starts to blabber it out, he is.. OMG.
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